[76 nods, figuring he doesn't need to say anything more in that department--either Banshee will keep up, or he won't. Either way, he's pressing onward, with a speed and dexterity that suggests he doesn't necessarily feel his age.
After a moment, however, he seems to reconsider, slowing a little in an apparent effort to match their paces.]
What kind of munitions does that take?
[He's not going to lie. He's pretty interested in the aresenal.]
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After a moment, however, he seems to reconsider, slowing a little in an apparent effort to match their paces.]
What kind of munitions does that take?
[He's not going to lie. He's pretty interested in the aresenal.]